Page 18 of My Cowboy Bodyguard

I laugh and turning, swim to the bank.

She gives chase.

I get there first then lean in to haul her up.

“Now what?” She pushes her wet hair away from her face and neck.

“Now we’ll strip down.”

“I was thinking the first time we’d get naked under the covers or something.”

“You thought wrong. Why wouldn’t I want to see you? And don’t forget, I’ve already seen you once.”

“Ah…the shower.”

“I’ve never been as thankful for spiders as I was then.”

“You remember that?”

“Remember? How could I forget laying eyes on your body? Or that you said you were touching yourself.”

She covers her face with her hands. “I don’t suppose you would erase that from your memory?”

I pull her hands down. “Why would I?”

“It’s…personal.”

“My cock is going to be in you soon. I don’t think we can get more personal than that. Take off your clothes.”

“Y-You first.”

I let go of her hands and whip off my shirt.

She swallows hard and bites her lip. “Keep going,” she says.

Her husky voice makes my cock get harder.

I unbutton my jeans and slowly lower the zipper.

She doesn’t look away but her hands clench into fists.

I hesitate. “Want me to stop?”

“No! I’m trying not to snatch it and run off someplace private with your dick.” Her mouth drops open. “OMG. I said what I was thinking out loud.”

I would laugh except she looks mortified. “Feel free to snatch it if you want honey but he goes where I go.”

I finish unzipping and work the wet material down my legs, then step out. My cock thrusts against my underwear, heavy and eager to be free of constraints.

“Ready to greet your king, honey?”

“You look so…”

“Huge?”

“I was going to say good but that works too.”

“Your turn.”

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